Never use your face for brakes

...Or this could happen. Kensley had a "hey mom watch this" moment, got her tire twisted, and ended up only using her face to stop. Ouch.

She was a champ. Her top teeth went into her bottom lip, but thankfully, not through. Our ER doc neighbor took a peek and said she was fine.

Everything else is cosmetic and boy is she VAIN! She was worried that people would make fun of her, now that she looks "redicolusth". (That's "ridiculous" with a lisp.)
This one goes down in the books.

Blonde moments

We passed a car who was allowing their Yorkie enjoy the fresh air. Kensley gasped and said, "no! That's bad! That window was almost closed!!!" I informed her that it was that way for the dog's safety to keep it from jumping out. I went on to tell her we'd have to do that for her dog [Libby]. Exasperated, she said to me, "Noooo! My dog's stuffed!" Oh. Thanks for that.

Wacky tacky sock day

yamaca?

Last night on America's Got Talent, there was a little boy who sang that had a yamaca on his head. Kensley asked why he wore that. I told her it was because his family is Jewish. She wanted me to elaborate so all I told her, without getting into a huge controversial (3 minutes before bedtime) about Judaism, was that their family believes in just God. She said so very matter of factly, "Well, I am gonna need one of those, because I believe in God, too!" :) It was sweet.

Hurricane update

We are a little embarrassed to admit that, on our hurricane day (where there's currently no rain) we are just laying low. Libby was snuggling on the couch with Mike and me, while Kensley was playing in the foyer. I declared that Libby was loving our hurricane day. Kensley piped in, "I do! Because I can stay in my pajamas a long time." There ya have it. We're still lazily in pajamas, watching the sun peek thru the clouds, hunkering down for this storm.

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